He lay in his bath, relaxing in the warm water and looking down at the steel tube locked onto his penis. He gave it a gentle tug as he'd done many times before. It's not coming off, he told himself. It had been ages since he'd had a bath without his 'security', as his wife liked to call it. He barely remembered looking down at his member without its steel e...
Carl and Chastity spoke for over an hour once they were both home, the cinema, dinner and alleyway activities clearly had not been enough for either of them. Carl had made the phone call, but secretly Chastity was already planning on doing the same thing but had just been beaten to the punch. There was a spark between them that caused butterflies to dance e...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Laying on my bed in my room in my mom's trailer, my laptop was set on the table beside me with my webcam aimed where I lay. White, satin, bikini panties were looped around my left ankle. The snug-fitting, stretchy crop top clung to my narrow, smooth chest and left my midriff bare....
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...
I love feedback, so tell me what you think! --- I'm going to have to focus to get through this, the White Queen thinks and looks over her classroom. It's a bare bones place on Utopia, and she's explaining some of the new thinking about how mutant powers work to a disparate group of students. Some, like Hellion and Surge, are younger. Others, like Kitty, s...
Dear Shoeblossom: Brinker stands, a foot precariously on each chair with his hands behind his head, like an arrestee. I shake my auburn hair and wave my double D's at him, well displayed in the bikini top, blue with sailboats. "All I'm saying, Jessamyn, is that it wouldn't hurt to ask Shoeblossom. He's great about answering letters in my magazine, and he's...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Ben had been in chastity for several years and always under Amy's control. Her fantasies and sexual urges had long since dictated his life. She was currently going through a phase of chaining his chastity cage to things. Often immoveable objects that left him continually aroused yet totally stuck and dependent on her. "Amy, Sweetie?" Ben called again. Com...
Standing on the bow of his ship, Demetrius was overwhelmed with feelings of sadness and loss. His status as an immortal was obviously a wonderful gift from the Goddess, a consolation prize to the curse of constant nudity and eternal frustration, but there was a catch of course. He had been away from his home now for over 53 years and did not appear to be any...
Cameron's penis strained in the chastity tube. It had been such a long trip, selling computer software in Connecticut, New York, Jersey, Delaware...it had been so frustrating. He'd asked Kadi to put him in the tube, and he'd said he loved the little games they played, but sometimes it might have gone a little far. The night before he'd left for his six-week...